Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Power of the Physics Mouth Cannon
Since White Night insisted, then the Penguins and Bane naturally wouldn't force it over.
As White Night said, when they come, it will only turn into a huge fight, and it will not be good to repeat what happened that night in the madhouse.
The asylum has not yet been rebuilt.
Moreover, if Batman appears, everyone will be served by him, and he can't say that he is an enthusiastic Gotham citizen, and he can't get used to the actions of Black Mask to see righteousness and bravery.
Hanging up the phone, Bai Ye thought about it, moved the chair to the corner of the room, sat on it, and waited for Black Mask and the others to arrive while playing mobile games.
The Black Mask was naturally efficient and fast, and after about ten minutes, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.
Then the door that was still sturdy was slammed twice.
Seeing that there was no way to break open, several gunshots rang out, and the door was slammed open, smashing against the wall with a "clang" sound.
A man in a white sassy suit, with a strange black skull mask that completely covered his face and showed only two eyes, strode in.
Needless to say, this is Black Mask, the mastermind of tonight's robbery.
Apparently this is not a low-key person - well, the criminals of Gotham City know very little about keeping a low profile.
Of course, the black mask is just a white suit, which is still far from the clown's riotous purple.
Black Mask had a pistol in his hand, and at a glance he saw the white night in the corner, and the muzzle of the gun was raised and aimed at him.
Several younger brothers behind him also raised their guns and aimed them at Bai Ye.
As long as you pull the trigger, you can beat the white night to a thousand holes.
"Don't shoot, Captain! Own! β
Almost as Black Mask raised his gun, Bai Ye shouted loudly, immediately throwing away the phone in his hand, and then raising his hands.
With the degree of cooperation, it can be selected as one of the top 100 best hostages of the year in Gotham City.
The little brother behind the black mask was stunned for a moment, and almost put down the gun.
"You're Nate White?" The voice of the black mask came through the wooden mask, which seemed a little dull, and he asked as he stared at the white night.
"That's right, Captain, it's me." Bai Ye smiled and nodded, although he kept the appearance of a hostage with his hands raised.
But looking at the smiling appearance on his face, there was no fear at all, but a feeling of watching a monkey show.
This feeling made the little brother behind the black mask feel insulted.
They're dangerous gangsters, feared by most people in Gotham City, so why don't you, the owner of a small factory, act like they're scared at all?
Is it true that you think that you are an upper-class person if you make some money?
And even if it's high society, they're gangsters, and it's people like you who rob them.
Why aren't you afraid?
"Hand over the Titan One crafting method." Black Mask walked up to Hakuya, bent down, stared at Hakuya, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at his chin.
The intricate patterns carved on the mask seem to move as the black mask speaks, as if forming a black vortex.
Bai Ye blinked his eyes, feeling that the head of the black mask in front of him had turned into a black hole, as if he was going to suck himself in.
But before the real feeling of confusion and dizziness hit, Bai Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and the feeling of being lost disappeared immediately.
"Is this a deal for you?" Bai Ye asked, looking at the black mask.
"Yes, you can understand it that way." Black Mask said.
"So what's in it for me?" Bai Ye asked.
Black Mask sneered: "Your good is your life." β
The implication is that if Bai Ye hands over the production method, he can live, otherwise it will be a dead end.
It's very much in line with Black Mask's usual brutal style.
"That's not good, your business is too profiteer, and it's easy to kill people." Bai Ye smiled at one hundred steps and fifty steps, "Let's change one condition, you give me your mask, and I will give you the recipe for the Perfect Titan Elixir." β
"Oh, it seems that you are not afraid of death?" Black Mask's voice was low and full of cruelty, "But you know what? There are many things in the world that are more terrible than death. β
Black Mask is a master of torture and is adept at inflicting both physical and psychological torture.
Falling into his hands, death is not a relief.
"Aren't you going to think about such a good deal?" Bai Ye looked at the black mask with a sincere face.
Black Mask was silent for a moment, and involuntarily seriously thought about Hakuya's words.
His mask is not an ordinary mask, although the "origin" is ordinary-carved from the coffin of his father's mother, but this mask can give the black mask a powerful spiritual energy to control the minds of others.
Bai Ye was a little in a trance just now, which is the credit of this mask.
It's a pity that as a person who has been tortured by the staff of power and wealth for more than ten years, Bai Ye's spirit and willpower are not covered, and he concentrates on it, so the control of this mask is useless.
But just because it doesn't have much effect on White Night doesn't mean it doesn't have much effect on other people.
Combined with the torture methods of the Black Mask, the effect that can be exerted is no worse than the fear gas of the scarecrow.
Black Mask and his men have been able to become Gotham City's feared gangster organization, and their power and reputation are still higher than those of the Penguins, and this Mask is indispensable.
How to make a mask for a dressing?
After a little thought, Black Mask chose to refuse: "No, I refuse!" Now, then, it's your turn, and you want to be tortured againβ"
Before he could finish his sentence, the black mask's eyes began to dilute.
A sudden bullet pierced his neck.
"Tsk, I just want to make a good deal, why do you have to fight to the death, can't everyone be angry and make money?"
White Night, who had killed Black Mask, reached out and grabbed Black Mask's body as it was about to fall, pulling him towards him.
Before Black Mask's men could figure out what was going on, White Night's head swept from left to right, and a barrage of bullets poured out from his mouth.
How could a Black Mask subordinate have thought that someone would squirt bullets out of someone else's mouth, and they didn't have any precautions at all.
There was not even a chance to pull the trigger, and they all lay in a pool of blood - oh, there are still some, one of them pulled the trigger before he died, and the gunshot rang out, but the accuracy was lost, and the bullets flew directly to the ceiling.
This group of people did not understand until they died, how these bullets came from.
Bai Ye stretched out his other hand, ripped off the mask of the black mask, put it next to his mouth and swallowed it, pushing away the human shield on his body, and the blood quickly stained the black mask's angry white suit.
Looking down at his body to make sure that there was no bloodstain, Bai Ye nodded with satisfaction and looked at the corpse in the black mask and said, "It was originally a matter that could be solved by a transaction, but I have to refuse, you see, something happened, right?" β
The dead Black Mask couldn't answer Hakuya's words, and his eyes widened.
On the other side, the subordinates he brought with him made a little noise when they were dying, as if they felt a little dead.
Bending down, he picked up the black pistol of the black mask, studied it a little, and made a gesture of swallowing the gun and killing himself, and pulled it without hesitation.
Soon, all the bullets were gone, and Bai Ye casually threw the pistol aside, and at this time, there was a "bang", and the sound of the window breaking came from behind.
A small ball was thrown into the room, and for a moment the room was filled with smoke.
"Ahem!"
Bai Ye coughed twice, stepped back to the wall and shouted, "Captain, don't shoot!" Own! β
No one responded to Bai Ye's words, and only a tall black shadow stood silently in the smoke.
"What's going on here?" A moment later, Batman's voice came, followed by a gust of wind that blew the smoke in the room a little.
It's not the Gotham cops, it's Batman, the Dark Knight.
In fact, he had already infiltrated the factory, arranged Black Mask's subordinates around the factory to solve them one by one, rescued the hostages, and forced Black Mask to find out his whereabouts and whereabouts.
When I came to the vicinity of the White Night Room, I heard gunshots.
Without bothering to observe the enemy situation first, Batman dropped a smoke bomb and broke through the window.
Unexpectedly, the situation in the room under "detective mode" is - a group of corpses lying on the ground, and a man on the other side of the wall raises his hands to indicate that he is a person, his voice is stable, and his heartbeat is normal.
It's nothing like the shivering hostages that Batman rescued from the rest of the factory.
So, using his cloak to blow some of the smoke away, Batman asked.
"Batman?" Bai Ye saw the person clearly, and said with a smile, "It's so good, I thought you wouldn't come tonight." β
"What's going on here?" Batman walked up to White Night and asked again.
"Can't even see this?" Bai Ye puffed up his chest proudly, "I have taken care of this group of dangerous people who are robbing the house. β
"GCPD (Gotham Police/Gotham Police Means)!" Before Batman could respond, there was a rush of footsteps and shouts, and Director Gordon burst into the room with a group of Gotham cops.
At this moment, the smoke has been blown away a lot, and it doesn't affect the vision too much, Gordon looked at the black mask and the corpses under his hands, and asked the same question as Batman: "What's going on here?" β
Bai Ye's smug voice sounded: "Obviously, you are late, these robbers have been solved by me." β
"Mr. Bai?" Gordon obviously also knows about White Night, the owner of Gotham City's new pharmaceutical company, but he can't know Batman in that much detail, and his knowledge of White Night is no different from most people in the outside world.
A research-oriented businessman who started out with technology.
How can such a person have the ability to solve the group of Black Mask alone?
Or rather, it was Batman who arrived in time to do it, but the Black Mask was all gunshot wounds and died, which is not Batman's style.